Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 43 The Lion's Big Opening

Just when Mark was about to drive to the door!
The phone rings again!

"Walter!"

"...Mark, I re-checked the information of the Boram Hattu you mentioned, a smeared information in the CIA..."

"……thanks!"

After hanging up the phone, Mark turned the steering wheel fully, causing the vehicles on the road to curse continuously!

There are only three research and development laboratories in New York City that have the ability to produce synthetic tetrodotoxin.

One of them is the biological laboratory under Osborn Industries!

The other one is the New York University Medical Laboratory!
and also……

The last one, which is what Walter found out, is a non-obvious N&Y laboratory.

According to the behind-the-scenes information, this figure hiding in the dark and manipulating the N&Y laboratory vaguely has the style of CIA!
Federal Building!

"Bam—"

Mark directly pushed away from Carlisle Donner's office, ignoring Franklin, the man with a green hat who was sitting on a chair and reporting his work.

"Louis, this is the director's office!"

"Fuck off!"

Mark directly kicked Franklin who was sitting on the chair, and kicked the man in the green hat to the ground.

With a cold smile, he sat on the chair and looked at Carlisle with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses expressionlessly.

Franklin on the ground was shocked and angry.

Although he knew that Mark's character had always been so recalcitrant, this was in the director's office.

Not in any alley.

and!

He is the head of the Internal Affairs Department within the Supervision Office!

Not some kind of cat or dog!
"No more than four people know where I live!" Mark squinted his eyes and looked at Carlisle, whose expression didn't change. He pointed to the table and said slowly, "Director, are you sure that the CIA was attacked when it transferred Hartu?" , not...Hatu is a member of the CIA?"

Carlisle, with his hands crossed on the table, glanced at Franklin who got up from the ground and said, "Director Daniel, you can go out now!"

"Director..."

"go out!"

Franklin gave Mark a hard look, and finally slammed the door straight out!

"Director Louis, what do you want to express!" After Franklin went out, Carlisle looked at Mark with a smile on his lips.

Don't care at all, Mark broke in just now!
Mark smiled faintly, looked at Carlisle with narrowed eyes and said quietly: "I spent a hundred thousand dollars to redecorate that apartment a few months ago."

Thinking of this, Mark's heart is bleeding!
It hurts like a blunt knife cutting the heart!
"I'm so sorry to hear that!"

"No, I'm happy!"

"is it?"

Mark nodded, looked at Carlisle who was sitting across from him with a half-smile and said, "I had someone look up your information, but I didn't know that the director was originally from the CIA!"

Carlisle showed a smile on his face, looked at Mark with a hint of warning and said: "Be careful, Director Louis, are you now suspecting that I have a deal with the CIA?"

"I don't know, what do you think?" Mark crossed his hands, put them on his chest, and said slowly, leaning on the chair: "Don't you want to know what evidence I found?"

Carlisle smiled, didn't speak, just looked at Mark quietly!

Mark smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "...Hydra!"

Carlisle narrowed his eyes sharply.

Mark glanced at Carlisle and said again: "To be honest, when I knew the news, I was in a daze.

In terms of identity, I'm just a small special agent in charge of the FBI's New York branch.

The high-end and high-end Hydra suddenly became interested in me.

Or send your favorite weapon, Bucky Barnes, to assassinate me.

Can you help me out?
Or!
Do I need to inform S.H.I.E.L.D. and tell them that Bucky Barnes, Captain America's best friend, is still alive? "

"Bam—"

Mark glanced at Carlisle who slapped the table and stood up, and said with a half-smile: "Director, you are also a member of Hydra!"

Carlisle's face was uncertain, watching the smile on Mark's face.

It's been a long time!

Carlisle sat down again, calmed down his excited heart, looked at Mark with deep eyes and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Hatu!"

"What's up with him."

"I'm curious about his status in Hydra. If he's just a young man, will you help him escape from prison?"

"...Director Louis, knowing too much is not a good thing!"

"No, on the contrary! It's not a good thing not to know the truth. Maybe I'll call S.H.I.E.L.D. after I leave this door... What's that guy called, Coulson."

Maggie!
His apartment was blown up, and he was not allowed to know the truth. Do you really think Mark is made of mud?

Are you grumpy?
Mark has fucked a vampire, analed a werewolf, and even fought a mutant!

not to mention.

It is true that Hydra is huge, but it does not mean that he has no enemies.

S.H.I.E.L.D., rising from the bones of Hydra, is one of the biggest enemies!

and!

The Hydra hiding in the dark is the real existence with nine heads.

Once exposed.

Hydra is not Hydra, but Hydra!

After the eye contact, Carlisle withdrew his gaze and said, "I don't know!"

"Haha——" Mark looked sarcastically, looked at Carlisle who said this, and said, "Are you kidding me?"

Carlisle shook his head and said, "I really don't know, the connection in the organization has always been one-sided."

"Guess!" Mark said lightly.

"...I can't guess, but it's obvious. Hatu must be highly valued by another high-level person. Otherwise, it would be impossible to help him escape from prison."

Mark nodded, stretched his right hand slightly and said with unchanged expression: "Continue!"

"I also received a transfer order not long ago. The organization wants you to die. Or, Hatu wants you to die!"

"Who gave him the address of my apartment."

"...Me!" Carlisle said quietly!
Seeing this, Mark raised his eyebrows, looked at Carlisle, and smiled happily!
quite a while!

Mark patted the armrest, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, looked at Carlisle and said lightly: "[-] million dollars, before three o'clock in the afternoon, I want to see the remittance to my Swiss bank account."

"……What do you mean?"

"Before three o'clock in the afternoon, I will not contact S.H.I.E.L.D., but if I don't see the compensation payment for the apartment after three o'clock, I will not guarantee anything."

"...The organization does not accept any threats!"

Mark laughed, walked to the door and turned around, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Otherwise?

You can try it, I'm sitting in the office today!
Either compensate me [-] million dollars!

Either!

You can try, dare to attack the federal building in public..."

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